Rommie: Commander Celchu a spatial anomally seems to have effected our shuttle in some way...I suspect we lost severla Coruscant Standard Days...I suggest we make with all haste to Yavin and Make contact with Luke...I can only hope that he can remoce the evil influence of the hated Lord Nazgul from Corran's Body...

Messege from the Fleet:
Andromeda, theres a small freighter within our Security zone may we speak with the Commander and find out how he wishes us to prosecute the matter.

Rommie: I'm afraid not Admiral, Corran has asked not to be disturbed, Interdict the Freighter and take it aboard, use ION Cannons only we don't need people sniffing around but there no reason to kill them. I suspect it is Dreggen meddling in our affairs without need again, I will Speak to him Personally on my return, Also Admial keep him in the Yaslamir Habitat I suspect it should suit his unique talents nicely, make sure to contian his co-pilot as well......and confiscate any equipment you think would interest me or the commander for us to inspect on our return.

[flagship captain:] Admiral Celchu, sensors are detecting an anomaly in the space-time continuum located somewhere in this star system. Also, there is an unidentified freighter in your system with only two life forms aboard.

[Aaron:] Can you scan the ship and find out the identities of these life forms?

[Cpt.:] I'm afraid not sir, it appears Admiral Trael has disabled the other long-range scanners. Seems you'll find out soon enough, however...Corran's fleet has interdicted the freighter apparently for capturing.

Admiral: Cmdr Andromeda, we have captured the small frieghter, the pilot claims no wrong doing but was found to be in possesion of a distinctive lightsaber...the co-pilot just freaked out and knocked himself unconcious by running into a bulkhead...perhaps the black body armor was a bad idea for our troops, back on subject they have been contained as you suggested. what are your Orders.

Andromeda: Move the fleet out of the system to a secure location, make sure Aaron's fleet remains safe too, I do not wish anything to befall them while we are away.

wes is still frozen in time, unable to move, in a frail attempt to move he reaches out with the force, but then his heart stops, he can feel the air beging sucked out of him, he uses the force to reach for his lightsaber but it is gone then wes dies all alone and in his mind he gives the lightsaber to the world, and with his last breath he says Corran, keep it, it will come in handy.

OOS
Hey folks I see the story has not taken off yet shall we delcair it dead? hmmm, well any ways! I'm back! but not in this RPG, I feel we should leave this to people with high speed internet, or thos that have a secound phone line! ya that is how it should be I'll be around! http://www.roguesquadron.net/forums/biggrin.gif

OOS: It's not dead as long as he and I are both around. (But don't expect me around terribly often for the next week or so...or until we fix DSL or set up a modem...but I WILL reply here as often as possible)

[vague statement]We should reach Skywalker shortly.[/vague statement]

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At last we will reveal ourselves to the Jedi.
At last we will have revenge.

Rommie: How...How is that possible, ships fuel levels...there consistant with only a few hours underway, Weapons charges there still primed we can't have been sitting here that long.

Captain: I'm afraid so Ma'am, your orders?

Rommie: Ready the Fleet in case something has gone wrong, these temporal disturbances are making me uncormfortable, Send Commander Celchu to Lord Horn's Ready room at his earliest convienence I'll await his visit there, we have much to discuss.

*from Aaron's flagship* Sir! The anomaly we were sensing! It just leaped of the charts! Something's happening!

*Aaron leaps to the comlink* What do you see?!?

*Flagship officer* Don't you see it? It's like the universe is---*yelling in the background: Turn the ship around! Hurry! Alarms blare*

Aaron: No, I don't see a thing! *looks anxiously out of the window*

And then he saw it...like a supernova of light, expanding from the star millions of klicks away straight toward him and his fleet. He hears screaming over all the open comlinks, and his fleet zips disoriented in all directions. His shuttle was almost trasversed the buffer zone of space between the two titanic fleets. As such, he got a ringside view of an utterly mindblowing scene.

The shockwave from whatever it was that had exploded washed over Aaron's fleet like a ripple in water. The ships went wavy to Aaron's shocked eyes. It was like the universe was having a hiccup.

Aaron's entire fleet shimmered and blinked out of existence. Afterimages of the massive fleet seemed to hang there for a split second. And then the shock wave flashed across space toward him. It started to dispel and for a moment Aaron entertained the hope that it would miss him. But then it hit his shuttle with what seemed like the force of a supernova.

Captain: Andromeda, We've just lost contact with the the bulk of Celchu's spacefaring fleet, Aaron Celchu's Shuttle becon is among those that have dropped off our screens. I fear he may be destroyed or his shuttle disabled, with all that debry we'll never find him.

Rommie: Nooo! how can I help Corran now, We needed Celchu. without him....

Communications Officer: Ma'am We're recieving a Transmintion from the surface of the planet, its a Commander Skywalker.

Rommie: Thank God! Luke are you there?

Luke: Yes Rommie, to what do I owe this pleasure.

Rommie: Corran's Fallen, His mind has been taken over by a Dark Sider, I need your help to help him recover.

Luke: Of Course Rommie, I'll help in any way I can, shall I join you on your ship or do you want to meet on yavin 4.

Rommie: Yavin for certain, it would be best if I limit knowledge of Corran's affliction to those whom I'm certain are loyal. We will be down in a shuttle in a matter of minutes, only Corran and I will be Aboard.

Luke: very well then Rommie, we'll meet at the Temple of Bluecleaf Cluster, its remote and secure.

Corran: Rommie? Luke? wha...what happened I was on the RP, I can't remember...I feel as though I've been asleep for months..memories foggy...I was fighting Nazgul he was in my mind...ROMMIE What have I done, Aaron, the Fleets whats happened. We must return to the ship.

Rommie: Yes Corran, we're going back as soon as we can the shuttles fueling now.

Corran: Thank you Luke, for everything.

Luke: Your welcome, I need to get back to my students now though, and Mara gets grumpy whenever I'm gone to long. Mara and Grumpy are not a good combination.

Corran: I understand Luke, Mirax gets that way sometimes. lets make sure they never meet ok.

*inside his shuttle, Aaron awakens. All systems seem to be down, except life support, fortunately for him....

He has a bad bump on his head. He stands up too quickly and gets really dizzy. He stumbles into the cockpit, tripping over the unconscious pilot, and manages to press the distress beacon before losing consciousness again.*

Scan Officer: Captain we're picking up a becon in the debris, shall I dispatch units to recover it.

Captain: Dispatch a Lambda Class, one with a recovery tow line.

Deck Officer: Shuttle dispatched Sir, also I've just been informed and Lord Horn and Andromeda have returned from the surface, the Commander appears to be back to his normal self, I wonder what was wrong.

Captain: Your not privy to that information, if the Commander decides that its in the best interests of the Regime for you to be informed then he will see to it tht you are.

Deck Officer: Aye Sire...I didn't mean to presume Sire.

Captain: Lord Horn wants intelligent officers, if you failed to notice I would merely think you stupid.

--Minutes Later--

Captain: Lord Ho...

Corran: Address me as Admiral Horn again if you will.

Captain very well L...Admiral, the shuttle I sent out to on a Recovery mission is approching, 1 faint lifesign detected, it has the marking of Celchu's private shuttle. I have a Med team standing by in Bay 4 to Meet them.

*Aaron tries to hear what the two are saying, but it is as if he was in a fog. He strained and managed to catch the last of what Corran...yes, his name was Corran...had said..."make it so". Make what so?

Corran: Aaron the med techs have cleared you, you finally have your memory back, so much has happened these past years, we've kept your fleet up for you. as a show of appreciation you don't have to pay the bill for you long stay in the sickbay